Chapter 1080: Sanda King is not good either (1 more)
Wang Mao was very angry.
He has been in the industry for so many years, he has been a star for generations, and he also comes from an authentic Wudang sect. Apart from other things, who dares to challenge him in terms of fighting.
Before his debut, he was a three-time national Sanda champion.
He is proficient in all eighteen kinds of martial arts, and has mastery of all kinds of boxing and palm skills.
Now a little bodyguard and a little stuntman are provoking him again and again.
My uncle can tolerate it, but my aunt cannot.
He was so full of anger that he almost burst out of his mouth, and his mind was filled with anger. At this time, he only had one thought.
That is to knock down this kid who appeared out of nowhere and give him some color.
When it comes to fighting, Wang Mao is not afraid of anyone.
In fact, he is indeed different from other stars. In terms of kung fu, he has real kung fu.
He is recognized as the number one star in the industry and even goes to Hollywood to film movies from time to time.
It's a bit exaggerated to say that he is an international star, but domestically, he is definitely a top-notch existence.
Too lazy to talk nonsense with Tang Xiaobao, Wang Mao was too angry to say a word. He wanted to use facts to prove his strength.
Isn't it just a fight?
Come on, kid, I'll let you suffer a little bit. You can bring a lawsuit with me tomorrow. I can just make the headlines and pay some compensation. I'm rich, come on, come on, I'll give you 100,000 yuan first.
Without saying a word, Wang Mao flicked his hand towards Tang Xiaobao.
But just as he raised his hand, there was a bang and an ashtray hit his forehead.
Wang Mao was beaten so hard that he subconsciously took a few steps back.
Bang!
The ashtray fell to the floor.
Tang Xiaobao had a contemptuous smile on his face: "You want to sneak attack on me, right? I told you not to do it, but you didn't believe it. Everyone was watching. You moved first, so I acted in legitimate self-defense."
Shameless, so shameless.
On one side, Wang Mao's two friends stood up.
Feng Chen was a little surprised. He opened his mouth wide and his eyes widened, completely dumbfounded.
Wang Spear was beaten?
Is there a bump on your forehead?
It's broken, it's broken, something big has happened.
This is Wang Spear, a martial arts star, the number one fighting star in the country, and the national Sanda champion.
He thought he was dazzled just now by Tang Xiaobao's sneak attack, so he knew that Wang Mao must be very angry now, definitely really furious, so next, boy, prepare to accept the anger of Elvis Presley.
Feng Chen's girlfriend covered her mouth to stop herself from screaming.
"Don't scream, just wait and see the show. This kid is dead." Feng Chen quickly stopped her from shouting.
The boss was also confused.
Isn't this a star?
Do big stars also fight among themselves?
How could this big star start a fight with a bodyguard? Isn’t this lowering his status?
Also, this was the first time I received a star. Before I could take action, someone hit me on the forehead.
It's embarrassing, it's really embarrassing.
The boss wanted to persuade me, but when I thought about it, I didn't see this kind of excitement very often.
This guy is also a monkey spirit. He often receives celebrity guests. He knows that these celebrities in front of him have a lot of money and rely on their status. If he breaks something, he will generously compensate him afterwards.
People are not short of money.
Therefore, he now wishes that the two of them would fight more intensely.
Xiao Yanzi quickly stood up, hid behind Tang Xiaobao, and looked at Wang Mao opposite with a sympathetic look.
She knows Tang Xiaobao too well. He is a freak. In her heart, he is the perfect man, the most handsome and invincible being in the world. He jumped down from a four-story building and nothing happened. How can you guys?
Is that okay? You can shoot a martial arts movie without wires and just fly directly into the tree?...
Little Yanzi was not afraid at all, but rather excited. She was like a little sister protected by her big brother. She was hiding behind Tang Xiaobao, and her heart was beating fast. She felt that she felt so safe hiding behind Tang Xiaobao. Mrs. Tang Xiaobao
So handsome, so damn cool.
"How dare you hit me?"
Covering his forehead, Wang Mao trembled all over.
Tang Xiaobao curled his lips: "Why the hell can't I hit you? You hit me first, I deserve to hit you! Aren't you a three-time Sanda King? Come on, come on, hurry up and practice."
Not far away, some people passing by stopped and watched from a distance.
These passers-by are either celebrities or extras who have made a living in film and television bases all year round, and they all recognize Wang Mao.
So, there was a lot of discussion.
"Holy shit, look, is that Elvis?"
"It seems true, the first dozen stars?"
"Why do you seem to have suffered a loss?"
"Who is that guy opposite? Behind him is Xiao Yanzi?"
"I don't know, but it happened so fast just now that I didn't even see it clearly."
"Don't worry, it's about to start again."
In a car not far away, several paparazzi were complaining.
"I said, what did you do? Why didn't you take a picture?"
"Nima, this was too fast. I didn't even have time, but I still took a few pictures."
"These few pictures are not enough. Keep taking pictures. We need to take pictures of them fighting."
"Yes, this is the first dozen stars."
"This guy just wants to make headlines."
"We need headlines. The audience likes to read them. Don't worry about his character. Just keep an eye on him."
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Wang Mao glared at Tang Xiaobao with murderous intent in his eyes.
You want to see my Sanda Kung Fu, right?
Okay, let me show you right away what it takes to be a real master.
"Okay, come on, practice."
Wang Mao roared angrily and could no longer care about anything else. His mind was filled with thoughts of revenge.
He made fists with both hands and punched Tang Xiaobao in the face.
Tang Xiaobao didn't even move.
Until his fist was almost reaching his face, Tang Xiaobao kicked the opponent in the chest and leaned back at the same time, similar to the Iron Banqiao Kung Fu, and like a dancer practicing basic skills.
Tang Xiaobao has magical skills, abundant innate energy, and pure internal energy. He has no pressure at all to deal with Wang Mao.
His movements were very cool, with his hands on the ground and his feet suddenly kicked out.
Wang Zhao's fist was about to hit Tang Xiaobao, but it suddenly missed. Before he could react, Tang Xiaobao's legs had already kicked off his chest.
Bang!
Wang Mao's body fell directly and smashed a dining table with a bang.
Tang Xiaobao's back-turning movement was free and elegant.
Get up perfectly.
The onlookers around were dumbfounded.
Is this okay?
This skill is so handsome.
In the car, the paparazzi finally caught the camera and laughed so hard that his mouth almost broke.
The first time I hit him, I was kicked away. It took me a long time to get up, but my face was extremely pale and there was no blood at all.
He is a little confused.
How could this happen?
How did he do it?
How could I lose?
Am I the national Sanda king?
I am an authentic Wudang descendant.
He was actually knocked down by a bodyguard. If this was reported on the news tomorrow, how could he still have the face to see others?
Wang Mao glanced around with some guilt.
Sweat, he was sweating.
Feng Chen and his girlfriend hid aside, looking weird and shocked.
Onlookers are pointing and pointing
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At this moment, Wang Mao really wanted to die. (To be continued)